Chapter 56

Cold sweat spilled from Bency's forehead.

He subconsciously wanted to touch the gun.

However, his body was as heavy as lead, and seemed to be frozen in the cold wind, unable to move at all.

And at this time

Bang, bang!

The gun went off.

Edward fired three shots in a row with a calm expression on his face.

The door opened, and Jason walked over.

The same face is calm, the expression is indifferent.

Edward followed.

Pansy is the last one.

Moreover, Jason and Edward had already begun to carefully survey the scene when the little Bansey came over.

He turned his head and looked at Jason and Edward quietly.

In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Captain, Jason, aren't you afraid?"

asked little Bansy.

"Fear?"

"Why be afraid?"

"The dead are not the living, what's there to be afraid of?"

Edward asked back.

"cocoa……"

Little Bansy felt that what Edward said was reasonable, but still felt that something was wrong. He opened his mouth, but did not say why, and Edward smiled again and said: "Don't be afraid of these things, you just shoot, shoot. If it doesn't work, use a grenade; if a grenade doesn't work, use a mortar; if a mortar can't work with one shell, use a base."

"If it blows up, it will be quiet."

With that said, Edward looked at Jason.

"Jason, do you think so too?"

"Um.

"

Jason nodded.

In his opinion, as long as the caliber is large enough and the equivalent is sufficient, there is nothing to fear.

Even some illusory evils can be classified into them.

If you don't use it, it only means that your caliber is not large enough, and the equivalent is not enough.

What really makes Jason care about is 'weird'!

That kind of "weird" that can't be understood with common sense!

This is also the reason why he has been obsessed with improving protection from evil.

However, Edward's decisive decision was beyond Jason's expectations.

He originally thought that Edward had never been in contact with the "mysterious side".

Seeming to see Jason's doubts, Edward explained:

"Although I'm not as experienced as you, Jason, but I've also been on the battlefield."

"You know, on the battlefield, there are too many strange things."

"These?"

"It's nothing at all."

Edward pointed to the wreckage under his feet, shrugged his shoulders, and continued:

"I'm just curious now..."

"How did it come about."

In the afternoon, the entire street was under martial law for the collection of Cecil's body.

To put it simply, Cecil's body should be in the morgue of the police station.

"Bency went to ask on the radio in the car."

"Yes, Captain."

Little Bansey turned and ran towards the car.

Edward walked towards the martial law policeman running from a distance.

Immediately, Jason was left alone.

His eyes stopped resting on the wreckage.

Instead, he kept twitching his nose.

Cold air rushed into the nose.

With a hint of sweetness.

That's the sweetness of food.

Unfortunately, it is very weak.

When it blows in the cold wind at night, such a smell cannot be retained at all, and it will dissipate with the wind.

But it was enough for Jason to look forward to.

Hannibal once said that the 'Ghost Squad' has a fairly stable 'food supply chain'.

Obviously, in the previous murder of Cecil, these guys didn't waste it, they should have let a certain 'ingredient' shoot, creating a strange scene in front of him.

As for why?

Destroy the morale of the police in Xindecheng.

Or more directly, trouble Edward.

Edward knew Micah.

Micah was naturally familiar with Edward.

When two people who are familiar with each other 'fight', the one who loses is the one who reveals the flaws first.

Step, step.

Hannibal, who was wearing a thin shirt in the distance, ran out.

The sound of the gunshot just now woke up Hannibal, who was thinking.

Jason shook his head slightly at Hannibal, who nodded immediately and adjusted his expression quickly.

When he walked in front of Jason, he said in the doctor's tone:

"What happened to Jason?"

Hannibal asked.

His eyes looked at the wreckage on the ground.

"nothing."

Jason replied calmly.

No extra actions were made, and no extra words were spoken.

In the public space, his relationship with Hannibal still maintains what people know as the "doctor, patient" relationship.

This is more conducive to Jason finding the 'Ghost Squad'.

Hannibal naturally understood what Jason meant.

Again, he reminded Jason of various precautions.

When Edward returned, Hannibal nodded politely and turned back to his residence.

"He's so brave."

Edward said.

The sound of gunfire just now shocked the whole street.

But only Hannibal came out to check.

"Maybe it's because he's a doctor."

"And I'm a patient."

"Just happened to see me here, so, came out."

Jason said.

"Um."

"I have checked the information, and there is no problem with his professionalism."

"A lot of big people are happy to be friends with him."

Edward nodded.

The two talked while walking, and returned to the car again.

Edward looked at the warm, steaming coffee still in the car, pursed the corners of his mouth, and tried his best to sit in the corner of the back row.

"Captain, everything is normal in the bureau."

"They didn't find Cecil's head this afternoon."

"It should be... hid in advance."

Little Bansey thought about the words, started the car as he spoke, and drove to Peas Corner Street where the 'Watchdog Pastry House' is located.

"After going back, file this case in a special file and put it in the special filing cabinet of the special operations team."

Edward ordered.

"Yes."

Little Bansy answered immediately.

Jason noticed some words in Edward's words.

"Special filing cabinet?"

"Are 'The Ripper in the Night' and 'Echo of the Hanged' among them?"

Jason asked.

Jason is not surprised at all about the existence of the 'special filing cabinet'.

After all, it is only natural that some special cases that cannot be made public should be stored in special places.

He just wants to know more about 'food' now.

Although I learned some things from Hannibal.

But Jason never underestimated the police's search capabilities.

Most likely, Edward knew something that ordinary people didn't.

In fact, it is.

"It's all there!"

After Edward gave an affirmative answer, this explained:

"'The Ripper under the Night' We locked a few doctors and butchers, and we have been monitoring them. I have great confidence that this guy is among these people."

"As long as he shoots again, I will definitely be able to catch him."

Edward said confidently.

However, at the next moment, Edward hesitated.

"As for 'Echo of the Hanged Man'?"

"I have no more information!"

"According to the confession at the scene, I only know that this bastard likes to attack two or more occupants in the middle of the night. In the three cases, the car broke down while in the car, and one or more of them got off the car for inspection. When he was attacked, he was hanged outside the car, the body was hanging above the car, and the shoes of the deceased could just rub against the roof and make a rustling sound."

"The people who stayed in the car were safe, but their sanity was also frightened."

"I tried my best to ask, but there were no more clues."

Edward frowned.

Obviously thinking about this case.

It is much easier to drive a small Bansi.

He said half-jokingly: "Aren't we riding in a car with many people now? Do you think that guy will show up? If he does, I will let him..."

Click, click.

The engine of the normal driving car vibrated for a while and suddenly turned off.